Short Elms Poems

storm raped elms
gales defoliate young trees

season wrath thunders
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Harbinger of dreams
pillars of Infinity
shadows hide twin elms
paths lead to burial isles
crash upon your shield...

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The bedazzling sun
envades the saffron valley
as fog protects elms.


Entered in Raul Moreno's contest,
" Nature's Breath "...

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a rope between trees
hanging down in a U shape
a rolled carpet seat:
my swing in my gran’s garden
where I’d sit shaded by elms...

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October spirit train has arrived
plowing through the German forest
steam hissing and spitting
terrified oaks and elms genuflect...

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Tassels of flakes studded in pearl

Drape the lane where ice-capped elms unfurl.




Andrea Dietrich's Frozen In Crystalline Contest
11/23/2014...

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Autumn Lofty Living Hues

Autumn's tall leafy live hues
cardinal oaks monarch elms
goldfinch palms arctic fox birch
tiger hid smoke trees

***Syllabically; 7775

2020 September 30
*1st Place*
Writing Challenge - Dodoitsu
~~Constance La France...

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Like dancers,
the elms lift their arms
skyward.
The oaks clutch the air
with gnarled fingers,
bony branches 
etched into the pastel evening.

It is time
to step forward, 
uncloaked,
my naked shadow
dancing
on the canvas of the world.

1/22/2017...

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she brought light to the forest
it arrived in pops of turquoise, pinks and oranges
excited oaks, elms, and firs glowed with excitement
she was the ultimate orb, sent from heaven,
to give hope to those who had been sacrificed and buried here
their souls leapt with joy when she arrived...

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Old Elms in the Snow

It snows this day
upon Your work.
The elms seem sad,
their bark wrinkled fingers
aimlessly appoint. 

Piped in ermine, winter
ballerina limbs
take permanent position,
frozen supplicant or
petrified pirouette.

Winter grows still
my God.

Kathryn M. Collins...

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Not like stately elms
do town children line up
nor like gnarled oaks
More like weeping willows
as they yearn for the
elusive health 
of their county cousins
or the sullen slang
of city slickers



        September 08, 2019
   Town Children Poetry Contest
         Sponsor: Julia Ward...

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Sizzling tree woman
stomping through the forest
putting roots down hard
shaking up the elms and the oaks

Sizzling tree woman
making your presence felt
stirring up the forest
frightening the deer

Sizzling tree woman, I fear you.
Do you have a sister?
I know a brazen mulberry who needs taming....

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Blooms bountiful on laughter lane
Purple peonies after raging rain
May melodies, sunshine songs
in emerald elms and garden green
A waking world, scents swirled
Saffron spring, scarlet ruby rose ~
Creamy clouds roam restlessly, slow.


Written on 5/6/2023
For: Alliterisen Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May...

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birds on trees resting
still across it's cooling path
coldest breeze somber
~
frigid flows the gust
naked are the elms and birch
leaves barren not grow
~
never now not grown
in greenery leaves showing
resting birds on trees 



4/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2022©...

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Golden Carpet
By David J Walker

The first yellow leaves 
of the Elms
In the park fall

As the dawning
Of the equinox arrives in a
Morning of a 
Golden Carpet

Covering sidewalks and streets

The 9 o’clock sun
Struggled to warm

the chilled breeze

Seasons greet us 
Gracefully changing
 The landscape...

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Golden threads finger through the fog
To whisper at frosted boughs
For dawn is yawning at quilted trees
Where sunlight doth tap the pane of silent glass
Reflecting the blaze burning bright
Through misty Elms denuded
Of shame through natures stark humility 



Poet Destroyer’s contest: Autumn Day
11 September 2014...

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when my mind is overwhelmed with worldly
cares I take an imaginary journey to the sanctuary
of serenity which provides a welcome retreat
as I follow the path to that special place within
my mind in which operatic birds serenade me with
their arias of happiness and where graceful elms
provide the cool shade from the afternoon sun...

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Deer Elk Princess was a flower in the woods
With her turquoise dresses, she flashed beauty
The hickory and elms thought she was too jazzy
But the oaks felt her mystical essence 
They knew the deer would be attracted to her
Her gorgeousness did not deter them 
For deer are empathetic, sensitive creatures 
Like the demure, dainty, delightful Deer Elk Princess...

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fierce and restless winds
howl throughout the silent dawn
rouses sleeping plants

~*~

Note:  Observing the limbs of huge oaks and elms, like miniature plants shake and 
          sway in high winds these past couple of days while experiencing 72 degree
          weather, delivered this message so loud, I just couldn't resist writing about it...

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the ebony unicorn pranced into butterfly meadow with happy feet
clip clopping in a gorgeous way, her curly hair flowing in the wind
the butterflies surrounded her, glad to see the prophecy was true
fey came out of the woods to get a closer look- brownies and elves
the faeries arrived in seconds, and made a big deal about her
she left as abruptly as she had entered, enchanting even the elms...

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GOODBYE
Goodbye to all the sins I saved
and enter anew but more depraved
Transgress against love for it will not cure
My enmity of the pure of heart

My slumber will consist of themes
of wanton desire beyond the elms
with no regard of the aftermath
And generate fault until it abates

to greet the world with a heavenly glow
A fresh new feeling as new laid snow
Then it will be time to say Hello...

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Fear arises when shadows invade the tall elms,
warblers went to rest...my robin refuses to sing; 
stillness's a wish for dreamers living out
a stupendous night!

Beauty's seen in the distant stars that flicker,
and astonished, I am overwhelmed with joy;
lovers seek silence when darkness brings  on
a stupendous night!   


Written by Andrew Crisci
for Craig Cornish's contest,
" Sapphic Stanza "...

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She took a little walk because her date was late
The woods always put her into a great mood
Today was no exception, she felt cherished by the oaks.
Strong elms, verdent moss, purple violets, uplifted her.

Streams of sunlight flowed over her shoulders
She felt loved, beloved, wanted, she felt one with the woods.
She heard her date yelling for her. Should she go?
Or stay here and possibly have a much better time....

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A kiss of midnight bliss
Holding hands as dawn dawning
Must be encouraging must be from above
True feeling of love

And embrace of afternoon Fair
Sunlight touching my forehead
Beautiful surroundings embracing me
Evening comes must be love

Elms embrace me
Sycamores adore
Apple pie eyes to see the rainbows in the skies
This is some of the true feelings of love

1/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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She is furious; I feel her fury.
Taste her anger; my eyes open from sound slumber.
BANG!
Storm’s loudest cymbal.
I smile, picturing trees lying flat in a straight line
Maybe oaks, genuflecting to her power.

I will come back as a storm.
I will be furious.
I feel and taste my fury,
I am maniacal and mad.
Oaks and elms will lie flat, amazed at my swiftness.

BAM!
I smile, loving her strength.
I hear rain 
Gentling her
My eyes close....

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